A smaller subset of a small world
There are days when “it’s a small world after all” is less of a comfort or a cute Disney song and more a poignant reminder of how the world is out to screw me. In short:
Went to a bar for happy hour Thursday night. It was a pretty quiet place.
Ended up bitching about the internship with the other interns.
Turns out the guy sitting one seat away from us is a senior director.
We find this out only when another director approaches and introduces us.
No pink slip on the desk Friday morning, so at least that seems like a good sign.
Score
Mike: 0 – for being beaten by the man
The man: 1 – for passing one over on Mike
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Posted by: Le Voyageur | July 10, 2006 05:20 AM